Conan Garroway

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As he entered Conan's House, he wasn't the least bit impressed at the Grandeur of the place.

He had seen it all before and no matter how many new expensive additions Conan had installed, he remain unperturbed because in his eyes, this was too much.

He wasn't that interested in wasting his money to impress people who would just go and gossip behind his back later on because of jealousy.

That was one of the reasons why him and Conan didn't work out.

The Omega had extravagant tastes and he loved wasting money on things he didn't need. One of the most annoying trait of the Omega was that he didn't wear his clothing more than once.

He preferred to burn his clothing after wearing it once and Wolfie had argued with him over that. He couldn't get the Omega to stop but he managed to come to an agreement.

Conan would donate his clothing to those less fortunate instead of getting rid of such expensive fabric.

Who knows, he might've reverted back to his old ways once they broke up but in all honesty, Wolfie didn't much care.

Wasn't his problem anymore.

"Like my new additions?" Conan's voice broke out of his trip down memory lane and he looked at the Omega who had one eyebrow raised as he eyes him. "My, my. I sure am losing my touch if I'm not able to retain your attention anymore. That Omega of yours is already working fast." He released a derisive snort at the mention of Danny.

Wolfie glared at him and stalked forward, trapping Conan up against one of the pillars in the house.

Conan smirked and leaned back against said pillar, his hands already burying themselves in the fabric of Wolfie's coat as he pulled the Alpha closer.

"Touch me," he breathed, moving his hands from Wolfie's coat to wrap around the Alpha's neck. "Come on, you know you want to. I won't tell."

Wolfie just continued looking at him, not even making a sound as Conan began grinding up against him, his eyelashes fluttering against his cheek.

"W-Wolfie," he moaned softly, placing his lips at the Alpha's ear.

"You're embarrassing yourself, Conan," he stated, his expression not changing even as said Omega pulled back to look at him, an offended look on his face.

"Excuse me?"

He snorted and pulled away from Conan who didn't put up any fight as he was still waiting for his answer. "You heard me loud and clear. You're embarrassing yourself behaving this desperate. Have some respect for yourself."

In a move surprising them both, Conan slapped Wolfie whose head snapped to the side. "I-I-I," he spluttered, looking at him with wide eyes.

Wolfie looked back at him and shook his head with a soft sigh. "Conan why are you acting like this? Despite us breaking up, that is no reason to act this way to somehow get back at me. You don't understand that I loved you with everything I had. You don't understand how hard it was for me to do what I did, but you were out of control, Conan. No one could tell you what to do because you wanted to show everyone that you were independent. I suffered the brunt of your actions and now that I'm trying to move on, you can't even give me that? I've put up with enough from you and now I'm sick and tired of it, so please return my belongings to me."

As he finished speaking, Conan remained frozen, his eyes downcast and looking at the floor as he slumped back against the pillar. "It was supposed to be me," he whispered softly.

Wolfie frowned in confusion. "Pardon?"

Conan's head whipped up, startling him from the unexpected movement and the tears gathering in the Omega's eyes. "It was supposed to be me! That collar, those engagement and wedding rings should be mine! No one else's but mine!" He leaned his head against Wolfie's chest as sobs wracked his frame. "They belong to me! They're mine, not his. I found you first!"

Wolfie remained unmoving as Conan sobbed against his chest, his fingers clenched in his coat.

Okay... This was unexpected. He didn't expect the normally defiant and self-assured Omega to break down.

"You're my Alpha, not his," he murmured, looking up at Wolfie with red-rimmed eyes. "I love you so much. I want you back. Please don't leave me, I miss you so much," he whispered, looking at him pleadingly. "I can change. I promise you that I won't act that way anymore, just give me a chance."

As Wolfie stared into Conan's eyes, he couldn't help but blink away the tears which threatened to fall. "Conan."

"Wolfie, please."

Wolfie remained silent and unmoving as the Omega wrapped his arms around his neck and began placing watery kisses on his lips. "Please... Please... I love you."

As Conan continued crying and pressing kisses on his lips, he couldn't help but feel sympathetic. He knew that an emotional outburst such as this one was a long time coming but he didn't expect for it to happen now.

So with that thought in mind, he gently pried the Omega away from him, ignoring his pleading eyes. "Conan, don't do this."

"But, I love you."

He released a soft sigh as he wrapped his arms around the Omega who hummed at the contact. "Conan, listen to me."

The Omega stiffened and wrapped his arms around him to seek comfort.

"I love you, Conan. Believe me when I say that once upon a time, you were my world. You were... different. I loved how independent you were, how confident, how blasé you were about your influence with other wealthy people. I just loved everything about you that I ignored the fact that you weren't used to relinquishing control to anyone. I ignored the fact that you weren't comfortable being submissive and because of that, you lashed out. You did your best to show me that you were still the same person that you were when we met. The same person who didn't let anyone boss him around nor limited what you can and can't do. You weren't used to someone wanting to take care of you, someone who didn't like the way you exposed yourself to others, someone who grew jealous and possessive at the thought of anyone else seeing you the way that I saw you, someone who demanded absolute submission," here, he sighed and raked a hand through the Omega's hair.

"Conan, I love Danny."

Said guy stiffened in his arms and tried to pull away from him, but he refused to let him go. Conan needed to hear this if they were to close this chapter in their life so that they could properly move on.

"No... Listen to me. I love Danny... I'm happy with him, happier than I've ever been." Tears slid down his cheeks as Conan began crying in his arms, begging him not to continue. "He completes me in ways that I've never thought possible and I don't want to fuck that up. What we had before is over and there's nothing that I'd want to do to change that. Please understand that I hate seeing you like this even if you have been a pain in the arse all this time leading up to this." He chuckled softly at that, all his previous anger becoming nothing more than passing thought.

Conan snorted against his chest, sniffling softly. "Yeah."

"Anyway...what I'm trying to say is that I've moved on, Conan. I won't ever forget what we had but you have to understand that you just aren't cut out for being anyone's submissive. I seriously don't know how the fuck you even presented as such and I seriously advise you to get retested because Lord knows that you can afford it. I love you. I'll always love you but it's about time you moved on. I don't want you to change to make me happy. If you do that, you'll eventually grow to resent me and lash out even more than before. Please... I'm begging you, Conan. Please stop acting this way, you're better than this... Way better," he intoned softly, pulling the Omega away from him so that he could look into his eyes. "Please stop hurting yourself like this. I don't want you to resent yourself nor me. You're happy the way you are and I would never try to change that for all the money in the world. Even though we weren't a good match, that isn't the end for you. Believe me when I say that there's someone out there who is your perfect match so don't give up and please try and re-do your Gender presentation just to be 100% sure that you're an Omega. You never really know, I've heard instances where people's genders change so don't be so skeptical."

Conan snorted and rolled his red-rimmed eyes at him. "I'm 100% Omega, I assure you."

"Really? I find that hard to believe," he replied softly, raising a hand to wipe Conan's tear-stained cheeks. "Come on, don't cry. You know how I get when I see tears."

The Omega smiled adoringly at him. "Well it's a good thing that you're not my Alpha, huh?" He but his lip and looked down at the floor as he finished speaking.

"Hey, look at me," he murmured, placing a finger under Conan's chin so that the Omega could look at him. "No more tears, huh. I wanna see you smile. You do deserve to be happy but I'm not sorry that it isn't with me. If you had spoken to me sooner then we probably would've gotten back together, but I have an Omega now. An Omega that I love and who is waiting at home for me in our bed and whom I'd like to get back to. So, can I have my belongings now?"

Conan's eyes shifted to the side and a look of embarrassment crossed his face as he pulled away from Wolfie to show the Alpha his left hand where Danny Engagement and Wedding rings sat.

And oh... Oh, wow.

His eyes immediately shifted to Conan's neck, hoping that he wasn't wearing the collar... He wasn't, thank fuck.

"Oh... Okay... Do you still have the collar at least?"

Conan shook his head and avoided looking at him. "Uhhh... I kinda destroyed it."

Oh my fucking God!

Wolfie closed his eyes and sighed softly.

Okay... He really didn't expect that. Even though he previously thought about leaving the firm if Conan did something to Danny's stuff, he really didn't care now.

Sure, those things were expensive, but if losing them came at the cost of the Omega finally leaving him and Danny alone then he could live with that and just express order another set and Collar.

"Okay... Okay," he muttered softly, looking back at a guilty Conan. "It's okay... I'm just happy that everything is cleared up now... Right?"

The Omega quickly nodded then looked about to pull the rings off when Wolfie stopped him. "It's okay. You know as well as I do that Danny would still be able to smell your scent on them so they're yours to keep." He smiled at the Omega then leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on his lips, surprising him if the gasp was anything to go by.

The kiss didn't last more than a couple seconds before he pulled back, looking into Conan's eyes as he did.

"I'm happy that we finally had this talk like mature adults and I hope that you find your happiness." And he meant that. That kiss was a farewell kiss because he knew that Conan needed it if he was able to finally move on.

He broke their last ties with that kiss and he didn't regret it.

Conan needed it for closure.

Everyone has a chapter in their life that should be dealt with my only them in whatever manner that they saw fit. Danny didn't need to know about this because this was Wolfie's past, a past which had been plaguing him for so long and of which he had finally closed.

He was sure that Danny had his own past that he didn't tell him about.

This was his and it was going to stay that way because while every relationship is about being honest, it didn't mean that they should involve their partners in stuff that needed only their involvement.

This was his moment and it would remain that way.

So as he looked at Conan, he couldn't help but return the smile that the Omega sent his way.

Yeah, this chapter in his life is fine and over with and he could finally stay focused on his relationship with Danny.

"Ohh...I'm sorry for almost outing your relationship to the Paparazzi."

Yup...Closed.

...

Wolfie left Conan's home in high spirits even though he didn't get what he came for, he left with something more than that.

Acceptance and Closure.

Hopefully, Conan would keep his word.

But enough about that. As soon as he got home, he was going to hop onto Rowan Masterson Jewelry and re-order a new set of Engagement and Wedding rings along with Danny's collar... Express order, that is.

Conan was something else.

He sighed softly as he listened to the car radio. He was just happy that this was over because he knew that Conan could be reasonable.

When he wanted to, that is.

"Hmm." He couldn't wait to get back to Danny so that he could cuddle with the Omega.

What? He wasn't ashamed at how soft he had become. He wasn't trying to impress anyone but his Mate.

He didn't much care for anyone's thoughts on him showing his Omega that he cared for him. He was trying to save face nor suck up to anyone for any favours.

He was a highly successful Solicitor and he would make certain that Danny wanted for nothing.

After all, what kind of Alpha would be if he put others before his Omega?

A bloody dreadful one, that's what.

One week later

Danny slapped Wolfie... hard.

"You dirty, cheating bastard! Why would you do something like that?!" he raged, glaring heartedly at Wolfie who was cupping the side of his face, eyebrows raised in shock.

But Danny wasn't finished. "I thought that I could fucking trust you and this is how you repay me, you fucking twat!"

Wolfie sighed and stood up, carefully approaching Danny whi was still glaring at him with his fists balled.

"Danny, calm down. It's not that serious." He ducked when Danny's hand shot out to slap him again.

"Fuck you!"

Oh jeez. He really should've known better.

"Danny, come on. It's not a big deal," he replied softly, staying a couple feet away from the irate Omega.

In reply, Danny just flung one of the couch cushions at him which he easily caught.

"No, no. You're a cheating bastard that's what you are! You rigged the fucking game, you dirty twat!"

Wolfie snorted in amusement.

Who knew that Monopoly could get the Omega so riled up?

Wolfie had gotten most of the railways, rental lots along with the Electricity and water company. He had maximized the rent on each so if Danny ever landed on any, he would be millions of pounds in debt and now, he owed Wolfie -£250m after paying off some of his debt.

Yeah... That wasn't how to play the game but who cares? He was a freaking Solicitor so he could bend the rules as much as he wanted.

Danny was just the poor sucker who thought it smart to play with him.

"Wolfie, there's no way that I'm wearing that outfit when you cheated," he retorted, kicking the monopoly game to the other side of the room, scattering the pieces.

"Hey, I could sue you for damag- - - go ahead! -" Danny interrupted.

"You don't play fair anyway, you dirty shark!" Fuck was he heated.

Wolfie just continued smiling smugly at him as he picked up the costume off of the couch.

"I wanna see you in it now. It's in your measurements exactly so it should be a good fit unless you gained weight." He explained, licking his lips at the thought of Danny wearing the costume.

The Omega snarled and pulled said costume from his grip before marching towards their bedroom.

A deals a deal even if that dirty, cheating, disgusting Alpha cheated the entire time.

Maybe he should've let Conan take him off his hands, then that delusional Omega would've ran him into the ground.

Oh, he knew who he was since he had shown up at their door and apologized to him for his behavior.

Danny honestly would've never thought that he was the Conan that Wolfie was referring too. But then again, he keeps forgetting that Wolfie is actually a high profile Celebrity.

"Hurry it up a bit, baby! I wanna see your sexy arse!"

Danny scowled and slammed their bedroom door shut. That dirty Alpha was in for it now. He really should've known better than to bet with him.

Now, he had to wear this skimpy arse costume.

Well... He knew he could pull it off because he looked that good, but that didn't mean that he wanted to wear it.

Costumes like this were the reason why he hated shopping in the +Female Omega section.

They were always made for the Alpha's pleasure and not the Omega.

But then again, it wasn't as bad as one would think.

At least it wasn't the typical Slutty maid, Cat, nurse etc. Those costumes were so overused that they eventually lost that sexy edge.

Wolfie was going to wear a cop costume and he just knew that this was the start of their bdsm relationship. Totell you the truth, Wolfie's costume wasn't that bad.

Yeah... He just knew that his arse is going to be on fire after this.

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A/n: Here's another chapter so can you guys let me have a break now? 😂 😂

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